by OTBKB guest blogger, Diaper Diva.
What a morning.
I woke up to a front page article in the City Section of the New York Times that is basically a tribute to the tenacity of my twin sister for starting a trend-setting blog. Somehow, she’s at the epicenter of the brooklyn Blogosphere. Incredible.
She has become famous and I don’t think it’s going to be for just 15-minutes.
I often feel like a celebrity look-alike since I am often mistaken for "Smartmom" on the streets of Park Slope.
Growing up as identical twins, we always had a certain disdain for the idea of being twins. No cute matching outfits for us. We were always encouraged to exhibit our individuality. We even went to separate private schools.
We also went to separate colleges, but often visited one another traversing through the back roads of Upstate New York to see one another. This individuality never made us distant or remote. We were fiercely close, although I often felt threatened by her new friends and experiences.As is common with twins, a fight could ignite within seconds. But i would end just as quickly.
Nevertheless, we grew up and formed our separate lives and identities.I paved out a life for myself in Manhattan on the Upper West Side establishing myself in a career in the photography and later the film business.
I remained single longer than she did and toiled the single scene through my thirties.Of course, there were a great many fun times. Summer houses in the Hamptons, trips to the Carribean, exciting work on film locations. All the while, ny twin married and had two beautiful children.
I kept a close eye on her life.
When her first child was born, it was as if I had my own. Teen Spirt was the most adorable thing I had every seen. I must have photographed every waking moment of his life from 0- 6months.
I wanted children of my own. There were many men, and that oh-so-stubborn-one who wouldn’t marry me or "commit". We toiled together for five years until I had to say good bye to his cries of "I’m not ready…"To Be Continued.
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I would love to talk to you both since I’m an identical twin writing a book on twins for Doubleday. Can you let me know how to reach you? Best, Abby Pogrebin
Dear Diaper Diva, as the sibling of a slightly famous person (well not really anymore but my brother used to be on CNN all the time and newsjunkies were totally awed by the sight of him) I enjoyed your perspective. SOmebody once told me there is a tabloid, I think in Italy that has stuff about, like the Brother of the Pope and the unfamous little sister of Brooke Shields and stuff. I would so read that. I can’t think why we don’t have it in these United States. The worst is when people start to suck up to you because of the little bit of stardust that has fallen onto you. And ask you to email your brother to find out…well I guess in your case that doesn’t happen.
Another stray thought is that somebody (else) once told me Park SLope is the twin capital of the world, which sort of figures because of in vitro and our well genderliberation and all. SO you really do belong here. as a twin. Which is really so NOT how I think of you. Welcome, if it isn’t too late to say so.
That’s really sweet. Nice to hear from a recurring character!